In the darkness he positioned M on her hands and knees and entered her from the rear. While he fucked her he moistened her anus by drenching his finger with saliva and then probing her butt hole. Then he withdrew his cock from her cunt and jammed it firmly into her ass.
Her anus felt like a tight rubber ring around his cock. M moaned loudly and screeched in ecstasy as he pounded into her ass. Again he pulled out and returned his cock to her soaking pussy. He alternated like this for several minutes, culminating in M having her first explosive orgasm of the night.
He didn’t let her rest. Ryan flipped her over, spread her legs wide apart and entered her again. He could still hardly see a thing. It was all about feel and touch. And she felt unbelievable. He took hold of her generous breasts and held them like handles as he thrust into her relentlessly. He wanted to cum. The night was still young, so there was plenty of time for more sex.
Ryan stroked in and out like a machine. In no time his eager sperm left his sack and was shot out the head of his cock. His cum splashed the walls of her tunnel where it blended with her own juices. He grunted loudly each time a wad of cum left his dick.
M’s hands were on his face, feeling every feature, playing with his lips. He licked her fingers as his orgasm subsided, then he collapsed into her arms.
“I needed that,” he said softly.
“I know you did. So did I.”
Ryan lay there in her arms for a while longer, then eventually rolled off onto the mattress on his back. He closed his eyes and relaxed, feeling relieved and at peace. He didn’t speak the words just now but still wondered about M.
Who was this hot, sexy, ravishing woman fucking him in the darkness of this dingy motel room?
He felt himself dozing off, only to awaken sometime later to the feel of M’s hand wanking his cock back to full hardness. Without saying a word she climbed onto it and rode him in the reverse cowgirl position.
Ryan reached around her and firmly squeezed her breasts as she fucked him for the second time that night.
“I like that,” she encouraged him. “Pinch the nipples.”
He did as she asked and twisted her nipples quite hard.
“Ouch.”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. It feels really good.”
As he continued to pinch and twist and squeeze her boobs and nipples, Ryan concentrated on the feel of her wet pussy sliding up and down his shaft. As she withdrew he felt the juice cool on his skin, only to have his cock heated up again the instant she plunged back down.
Every stroke swallowed him to his balls. The speed of her thrusts increased. Every lunge was more powerful than the last. Her long hair tickled his face. In the gloom he couldn’t even tell what color it was.
M’s body went rigid as she drove down onto him. Her pussy tightened around his cock. Her breaths became shorter and more urgent, her moaning louder.
The bed creaked and groaned in protest under the vigorous onslaught of their lovemaking. M didn’t let up the pace. Up and down his cock she went, drilling his hard rod into her. She was getting close. He could feel the tension in her body. She panted really fast. A squeal escaped her lips, followed by a tremendous howl as the orgasm blasted through her entire being.
“Oh…God!” she screamed. “Fuck!”
Just when he thought she was done, another wave of euphoria swept over her and she came again. Then a third time. Eventually her multiple climax subsided and she slumped on top of him, all sweaty and exhausted.
He held her lithe body in his arms. It felt so damn good to hold a woman close to him again, skin to skin.
“Don’t worry,” she whispered in the darkness. “I won’t leave you unsatisfied. I have a special surprise for you. Just let me rest a minute.”
While she lay there Ryan kissed her shoulders and the top of her back, his hands tenderly stroking her breasts. A few minutes later she got off the bed. He heard her cross the floor, and then the sound of a bar fridge door opening. Ryan thought he might catch a glimpse of her in the light, but no light came on. The sound of a plastic container opening, something removed, then she returned to the bed making sucking noises.
A moment later his semi-erect cock was taken into her mouth and he flinched in surprise.
Her lips and tongue were freezing cold from the ice cubes she had been sucking. The sensation on his sensitive flesh was unusual, but far from unpleasant. It was different and it was exciting.
She worked his dick in and out of her mouth in a steady motion, every so often running her tongue down his shaft and licking his balls. Her mouth had returned to normal temperature now and it felt so fucking good on his dick. M concentrated on the head and sucked it hard, then harder still. Ryan could feel her literally sucking the cum out of his sack. With little warning it surged up his shaft and spurted into her mouth. She swallowed some and let the excess dribble down his cock as he continued to fill her mouth.
It seemed like he had an endless stream of cum. Somehow he ejaculated more than he had the first time tonight. Maybe it was the way she milked him? Or maybe it was the initial effect of the ice? Either way he didn’t care. He was more than happy to explode down her throat, and M seemed more than content to accept his sticky offering.
Finally his balls were completely empty and he gasped with pleasure and sexual contentment.
“That was so good,” he told her. “Thank you.”
She lay down beside him and kissed him. “My pleasure, sexy.”
Ryan was so relaxed he felt suddenly very sleepy. In no time he drifted off into a deep slumber with M’s face nuzzled into his neck.
* * *
He awoke to daylight creeping in around the edges of the blackout curtains. Still drowsy, he felt the bed beside him. It was empty.
Ryan sat bolt upright, suddenly wide awake, and looked all around in the dim light.
M was nowhere to be seen.
He searched the small bathroom. Not in there. Getting dressed quickly, Ryan stepped outside into bright morning sunlight. He squinted against the sudden harsh glare and waited for his eyes to adjust. When they had he scanned the car park. Nothing.
In the manager’s office he found a short, balding middle-aged man sitting behind a desk watching sport on cable TV.
“The woman from Room One,” Ryan said. “Where is she?”
The man didn’t take his eyes from the screen. “How the hell should I know? Gone home probably.”
“What name did she book under?” Ryan wanted to know.
The man shrugged and shook his head. “No name. No details. She paid cash up front and I don’t ask no questions.”
“Fuck!” Ryan spat and went back outside. “Damn it.”
Feeling frustrated and somewhat deflated that he’d failed to discover her identity, Ryan got into his BMW and headed for home. As he drove he thought about last night and wondered if he’d ever see her again.
Who the hell was M?
THE END
Taken from the book:
Hot and Steamy: Sizzling Sex Stories
Read the sequel:
Sex Stalker 2: Exposed
Other books in the Hot and Steamy series:
Tales Of Lust And Desire
Sexual Fantasies
Exotic Erotica
Sex On Fire
Sizzling Erotica
Six Sexy Stories
The Wicked Desires series:
Steamy Sex Stories
Sex That Sizzles
Erotic Fantasies
Lust
Sensual Pleasures
The Sextasy Series:
Super Sexy Stories
Vivid Sex Stories
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